105 I Love ...Bees

I'm not afraid of them,

like my sister is.

She gets downright
panicky.

I just want to capture them 

with my camera.

The first one of the year just flew by -

hmmmmm.....

'flew' sounds too ambitious for a bee.

He buzzed 

slowly,

haltingly,

fat and heavy.

It's only April 20th but some dandelions are out.

That's what brought the bee to me.

I averted my eyes

for just the briefest second and he was

gone.

One his presence was evident without even seeing him.

Then gone.

They are farily slow

but hard to capture.

Irish bees.

Newfoundland bees.

Avonbank bees.

I want to caputre more.